Realness factuality
The Bee is undeniably
A workerholic a loving soul
Enduring in complete control
Essential to the pollination
Attested as our true salvation
The dilemma modern man
And the corporate fools
Who just began
To take advantage
Of all the Bees
Their pollen their honey
They are on their knees
Approaching the hive
What do we do
Brush off the pollen
Yes its true
Steal their honey
In their store
That is what it is in their for
For them for their use
Not for ours
All those plants
And all those flowers
Aerodynamically bees are poor
Great big bodies
Natural law
Tiny wings that buzz away
Yes from A to B
there is a lot to pay
In energy, it must be said
So lets steal some honey
And replace instead
Sugar water refined white
Their immune system
Won’t be alright
But never mind our little slaves
Will go earlier to their graves
Varoa mites and immunity
Is a price to pay for sanity
We can fool the buyers
Everyday
Heat the honey In every way
Shake it about and degrade it more
Who cares about the natural law
Its money that we all do need
For corporations to succeed
Ruin the honey destroy its worth
And put it down to mother earth
Pesticides and gmo’s cell phone towers
And tetra pose
Terrible problems for the bee
Suffering lamentably
Whilst pots and jars and tubes
Are sold
Its all worth its weight in gold
Stolen from the many bees
With considerable ease
Compensation,n not a lot
Refined white sugar instant grot
Outrageous swingeing beyond the pale
For quality it all does fail
And meanwhile bees are falling fast
Bee colony collapse who stands aghast?
Wondering hoping and starts to care
If bees alas are just not there
Every excuse flies near and far
Bee keepers really are the star
Stealing honey hand over fist
Something they cannot resist
Fancy labels spreading bliss
Infusions worthy of a kiss
Blends and compounds pure and sweet
A chaotic state for the elite
So much money to be had
HMF who is the cad?
All sorts of procss oozing out
That is what its all about
Defective unfinished rarely raw
The bees abused
Whatever for?
It makes no sense to sacrifice
The pathfinders who trails suffice
Who came out of antiquity
Explorers who have constantly
Created such a godly food
Really such a fine prelude
For a symphony of all thats good
Why is it they are misunderstood?
Their expertise their provenance
All of this was not by chance
That initiative their constitution
Really has been the solution
Intimate and esoteric
Individual and numeric
It has its perpetuity
Supposed immortality
Imperishable a timeless thing
That really to our world did bring
Pollination in every guise
A permanence that truly flies
Into the immutable face and light
And unchanging nectar of pure delight
And what have we done destroyed it all
Reversed the process begun to haul
The miracle substance into a pot
Heated and processed such a lot
Killed its life force
Struck a chord
Destroyed its structure
Can we afford?
This price dear friends
Of the human tribe
With these £3 pots that you imbibe
Larcenous creatures who raid their store
And feed them sugar more and more
Wreck their world destroy each space
Until they are lost somewhere in space
Bee colony collapse is the name we use
After most of us just abuse
This wondrous soul with its buzzing wings
That works like the clappers and of course brings
Its bountiful nectar back so we
Can steal it all so tragically.